Well, That Was Unexpected

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Friday, June 29, 2007

supergeek, supergeek, she's supergeeking out

i'm having a slight identity crisis here because i just posted to an adobe online forum to ask for help. there are 33 people in the online forum...an online forum for help with adobe products. the full force of my nerdiness is hitting me in the face and making my lips flap in its breeze. i'll be one of those people who comes up in an online search and you'll be like "who the hell actually finds and signs up and posts to those forums?" and now that is me. beyond that, it was super helpful. i'd like to thank my fellow geek on a leash, rick. salute!

So, pasted above is my new car. except mine is a 2005. but it is the same color (blizzard pearl--it does indeed sparkle like a pearl, you know i'm such a sucker for sparkles). it does crazily unnecessary, but advanced, things, like immediately unlock my doors when i shift into park. and lock them when i shift into drive. i can control my radio from my steering wheel. it drives so smoothly that on nice surfaces i feel like i am floating. and it's a toyota. and even though i think i got scheisted on the price a bit, supposedly i will be able to drive it forever and ever, amen. we had an adorable car salesman names afonso (that's right, alfonso without the l). he was from zimbabwe, and i was excited to give him a sale. not so excited to give his sleezetacious manager any credit after he sort of snowballed me into believing my warranty was better than it was and after he said that the solara was a great choice because it was 'more mature'. has he not been living in the same youth-obsessed society i have for the last 28 years? referring to the scion i was also considering he said, "no one who drives it is over 40." and frankly, that's what i want to hear. i don't want to be reminded that julia's fatalistic musings might be right and that time is passing ever more quickly and our metabolisms are slowing and that soon we will have a telltale smell and won't be sleeping more than 6 hours a night as our bodies prepare for that final sleep in the sky. (although, maybe i don't care so much about life. i wasnt very thankful for being alive when my car died--sadly, no airlifting, but the towtruck drivers' deft manoeuvering onto the traingle o' death was pretty impressive-- but was instead just pissed that it died and wouldnt hold out until i paid off my debts. effing daewooooo!) but as far as toyota is concerned, the youth-directed people have something going for them because scions are a flat price. no negotiating. because negotiating with car salesmen is as fun a root canal and less hygienic. apparently more "mature" people enjoy being dicked around. julia and i did concur, however, that this is my first real car. much like a child's first dance or something. a car i am buying entirely on my own, and, well, a "mature" car.
ahem, in other news. my tony blair has stepped down. if only, like steffi graf, he had stepped down in his prime. instead he has a dirty war on his head. but i still love him. quasi-socialist christians, i love you! my whole team at work are raging democrats, despite their tax brackets. we get along famously. so how would it feel to be chelsea clinton? like, hey chelse, what do your parents do? having two parents who were presidents of the united states? she's like "well, i've earned employee of the quarter twice now, and i'm thinking of transferring into sales..." right.
we should all now send out prayers and good vibes to sonya who is job searching and will eventually be kicking ass and taking names in the male-dominated world of architecture. i hope that she will use her extensive scifi knowledge to design something crazy--since that is the recipe of the day in dubai, i hear. charity and i are both pulling for a realization of anything from neil stephenson, particularly the weird floating pirate city in snow crash.


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